Genius Maiden Transmigrates: The Empress of Weapons

Auspiciously looking across, but the emperor who originally liked to pretend to be unpredictable, first looked away awkwardly.

She even saw the uneasiness in the other person's expression, and a little guilt.

It's a pity that before waiting for her confirmation, Xuanyuan Zun deliberately went to Xuanyuan Yao to speak, taking the opportunity to block the true mood.

There was a pain in the wrist, but Xuanyuan Yao noticed that her expression was not right and stopped her at the table. She was forbidden to look at the emperor again.

Alas, I have to talk back to the vinegar jar, caring about her is a good thing, but also scoring occasions, look at the strength he used to break her arm. . [

Jixiangsu put his hand on Xuanyuanyao's arm and pinched it. . .

There was a sound of breathing in the air immediately overhead, a sound of clenched teeth, and quickly said in her ear, "Little Vixen, do you want to murder your husband?"

Well, this is a good idea.

Worth a try.

She was addicted to play and was too lazy to go to the place where Xuanyuanzun was wrong. Her head was bowed down, and brute force raged on the arm of King Yizun.

Xuanyuan was painful and happy, conniving at her indulgence.

Anyway, as long as the little vixen ignored the emperor, he didn't mind other things.

The two men were flirtatious and intimate under their eyelids. Xuanyuanzun did not want to ignore it, but a pair of long-headed but uncontrollable old-fashioned table floated.

She seems to be doing well, her face is rosy and red, a little less elaborate, but more natural and healthy, peach cheek powder noodles, apricot eyes wide, beautiful dazzling.

Unfortunately, she is no longer his auspicious concubine.

For a time, the change of state of mind was like a sea of ​​turmoil.

He couldn't help but wonder if what he insisted on over the years was worth it.

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